Poem of the Week — Ng Yi-Sheng

"With you I light my anger.You are tinder for the flame.I beat my head against your breast and waitfor smoke.

Heat still lingers in the mouthwhen you are absent. I cannot findits punctuation. I quote your face,I sing your pleasure in my hiccups.

Slice my hand and you fall out.When I am furious, I may sleep inside your shadow.Between our phone calls, those long silences:also you.Call this friendship, as a man befriendsthe candles of his heartbeat.